In the blink of an eye, the three of them returned to the main house where they lived. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cui'er gently placed the dragon madness on the bed, hurriedly took the face plate, and picked up a towel to wipe the blood on his face.

Wang Ruoman walked to the bed, his expression was solemn, he raised his sleeves and waved out a gray mist, and his right index finger drew a pattern out of thin air in the mist, which was obscure and extremely mysterious.

In a moment, the mysterious pattern has been completed, very much like a phoenix portrait, flowing with divine light, which makes people worship immediately.

At the same time, a crisp phoenix sound sounded, very pleasant, but also extremely cold, from the depths of the soul floated a sense of coldness.

Before the phoenix chirped, Wang Ruoman sat on the bed, elegantly stretched out his right hand and grabbed it, held the mysterious and mysterious pattern in his hand, and then quickly pressed it on the left arm of the dragon madness.

A burst of brilliant brilliance was fleeting, and a delicate flying phoenix pattern stood out on Long Mad's left arm, and a cool feeling spread from his left arm, quickly recovering from the injuries in his body.

Seeing his mother's freedom of movement, her face was ruddy, and then she remembered the incident of the Gathering Hall, Long Mad was surprised and happy in his heart, sat up with difficulty, held his mother's right hand tightly, and asked softly, "Mother, have you recovered?" ”

Wang Ruoman's clear eyes were filled with tears, he stroked his son's forehead, and nodded: "Well, healed." ”

Knowing that his mother was not returning to the light, the joy in the dragon maniac was indescribable, his mind was blank, and he grinned vigorously.

Cui'er also sat on the edge of the bed, holding Madame's arm, her face full of joy.

Neither of them knew that this was just Wang Ruoman's white lie, and in order to save her son, she forcibly burned the Yuan Shen, cut off all vitality, ran out of oil, and couldn't last for a few years.

However, it is enough to be able to accompany my son for a few more years.

Thinking of this, she showed a pleased smile, hugged the two, turned her head to look at Cui'er, and said with a smile: "Cui'er, you and Xiao Mad are childhood sweethearts, and when Xiao Mad practices the third form of the 'Chaos Madness Divine Technique', you will become husband and wife, and you will never leave for the rest of your life." You see it like ......"

The voice stopped abruptly.

I saw an incomparably sharp short sword, piercing into her middle point and coming out of her back.

An ethereal and miserable phoenix roar suddenly sounded in the air, and Wang Ruoman's little remaining life source power began to slowly disperse, and his clear eyes gradually dimmed.

Holding the hilt of the sword was Cui'er, who had always been well-behaved, but at this time she had become vicious and vicious.

"Jie Ji ......"

After letting go of the hilt, Cui'er flashed away like a ghost with a high-pitched, eerie laugh.

Suddenly changed, the dragon madness looked at the hilt of the sword on his mother's chest, the surging blood, and was stunned for a moment.

"Alas, I didn't expect that I could comprehend the way of heaven, but I couldn't understand people's hearts."

After sighing lightly, Wang Ruoman flicked his fingers towards the door, then pulled out his short sword, raised his hand to form a handprint, and the wound on his chest healed instantly, but he slowly fell on the bed.

Hearing the sound of the short sword landing, the dragon madness woke up from his panic, his breath was short, his eyes were full of fear, and two lines of hot tears trickled down, burning his heart to the core.

He has had no father since he was a child, and now he is about to lose the only pillar in his heart, and he is almost broken.

Seeing his son's appearance, Wang Ruoman was extremely distressed, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his son's face, and said with relief: "I changed my life against the sky, lived six more years, and was already satisfied to watch the little madman grow up." ”

"Please, don't leave your son! Son, I'll take you to Doctor Wang, you're fine, you're fine......"

The dragon madness stared at the blood-red eyes, and the murmuring voice was extremely sad, and he hurriedly picked up his mother, condensed all the spiritual yuan power of his body on his feet, and swept towards the door like lightning.

However, when he was about to step out of the hospital door, he was blocked by an invisible barrier, and he kicked back a few steps heavily before he could stabilize himself.

……

"Wang Ruoman, hand over the second half of the 'Chaos Mad Divine Technique' and the sword of the Dragon War, otherwise I will kill your son."

An old man in a golden robe with crane hair and a childish face, with the momentum of being proud of the world, walked in slowly, followed by the head of the family, Long Zhentian, the elder of the family, Long Zhenyu, Long Tianfeng, and Cui'er!

Seeing this old man, the dragon madness seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and hurriedly knelt down, begging with a cry: "Lord Gaozu, please save my mother." ”

For him, there is nothing in the world more precious than his mother's life.

"Madness, get up."

Although Wang Ruoman's voice was as thin as a mosquito's chirping, he could hear the strong hatred in it.

The dragon madness ignored his mother's order, and kept kowtowing his head, kowtowing until his head was bleeding, crying: "Please, save my mother......"

However, no matter how he pleaded, the golden-robed old man was still expressionless, and said coldly: "Within ten breaths, hand over the magic trick and the treasure sword." ”

The plea was fruitless, thinking that his mother's injury could not be delayed, the dragon madness was anxious, and hurriedly stood up, and after summoning the mad god punishment holy knife, he casually threw it to the old man in the golden robe, and shouted sharply: "The magic trick is in the knife, get out of the way, I want to go to the king divine doctor!" ”

To his surprise, the golden-robed old man took the Mad God Punishment Sword, and stroked it carefully, with a contemptuous smile on his face, and did not give way.

Long Zhentian and the others behind him were also hideous, with greedy lights flashing in their eyes.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Seeing the indifferent appearance of everyone, Long Mad was even more anxious, turned around and ran to the courtyard wall, wanting to cross the wall and leave this place, go to the Rejuvenation Hall, and find Divine Doctor Wang to treat his mother.

"How can you keep the troubles!"

Suddenly, the golden-robed old man's eagle eyes shot a violent and cold light, and he raised his hand and pressed it forward.

I saw a huge palm the size of a mountain peak, roaring down from the sky, and the powerful momentum of destruction crushed the buildings within hundreds of zhang.

The dragon mad mother and son were also pressed to the ground by this strong momentum, and they were in danger.

Feeling the familiar momentum of destruction, the dragon maniac who oozed blood from the seven orifices shouted angrily: "It turned out to be your ......"

At this moment, he finally understood.

Six years ago, he intended to kill himself and cause serious injuries to his mother, and it was this "high ancestor".

Nine years ago, Cui'er was placed by her mother's side, inquiring about the news of the "Chaos Crazy Divine Technique", waiting for an opportunity to assassinate her mother, and it was still this "high ancestor".

Family affection, in the face of the so-called anti-heaven method, is worthless.

"Haha...... Why, why ......"

He closed his eyes, laughed sadly, and his heart was already dead.

At the last moment, the Mad God Punishment Holy Knife suddenly broke free from the golden-robed old man's hand and floated into the air, with a brilliant sword that was dozens of zhang long, and in an instant, the huge palm of the invincible was cut into powder.

Flying in a circle, it is back in the hands of the dragon maniac.

The golden-robed old man squinted slightly, the coldness in his eyes grew, and he shouted, "Copy the formula." ”

After a while, seeing that the dragon madness was indifferent, the golden-robed old man's murderous intent gradually rose, and with a finger, a powerful spiritual yuan force surged out from his fingertips, stabbing at the "Lingtai Acupoint" behind the dragon madness, and hissing through the sky.

However, at this time, the dragon madness had lost all thoughts and lost his soul, and he did not hide at all.

At the last moment, Wang Ruoman used his last strength to stand up and block this fatal blow for his son.

"Poof!"

With a muffled thud, she fell backwards.

"Mother's ......"

Seeing this scene, the dragon came back to his senses, his eyes were split, and he reached out to support his fallen mother, grieving.

Wang Ruoman, who was dying, held his son's cheek and said angrily: "Back then, the Long family coveted your father's exercises, not only killed your grandfather, but also forced your father into a corner, so he could only leave this world. ”

After breathing a sigh of relief, she continued: "Only by finding the true fire of the sun, igniting the bloodline of the mad god, and practicing to a peerless cultivation can we avenge this blood sea of deep revenge!" ”

As she spoke, she felt very sad in her heart, and after her son learned the truth, he would live in pain and hatred from now on, and it was difficult to let go.

However, only hatred can keep the lonely son alive.

After smiling sadly, Wang Ruoman slowly closed his eyes with deep affection, let go of his hands, and left his son's cheeks......

"Ah......h

The dragon maniac hugged his mother tightly, raised his head and howled desolately, blood curling down his eyes.

Who would have thought that these well-dressed and sanctimonious "relatives" were the culprits who persecuted their own families.

The death of the loving mother immortal ignited the fire of hatred in the dragon maniac's heart.

He gritted his teeth, hugged his mother and stood up, his body was full of murderous aura almost substance, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he slowly scanned these enemies.

All the people of the Long family were swept by his gaze, and they couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs.

High in the air, Miao Miao's sorrow and sorrow suddenly echoed, shocking people and crying.

Between heaven and earth, it became dark, and the July heat was scorching, and there was goose feather snow.

The dragon madness standing in the snow had two streams of red blood flowing from his face, and the long hair on his head seemed to have been dyed silver white by snowflakes, fluttering with the biting cold wind.

The mad god sword that lingered around him became extremely irritable, and the sharp sword was endless, cutting the space out of the Dao crack.

The people of the Long family standing at the gate of the courtyard couldn't help but tremble, not only were they cold to their souls, but the emotionless eyes of the dragon madness were like two deep black holes, shining with a cold light of death.

The dragon madness hugged his mother, his face expressionless, and slowly walked out of the courtyard, the blood and tears on his cheeks were blown down by the cold wind, blending into the snow under his feet, and painting into sad flowers.

No one dared to stop him, even the old man in the golden robe.

Because several silver-white phoenixes formed by the collection of white snow are staggering around the dragon madness, and the wails are terrifying.

……

The cold breath turned Tianyou City into an empty city.

A row of deep footprints, from the main gate of Longfu, stretches to Changxiang Mountain, forty miles west of the city.

On the top of the mountain, hundreds of zhang high, covered in silver, there is a new tomb, and there is no tombstone.

The dragon frantically knelt in front of the grave, the blood in his eyes still gurgling down, and his miserable smile made the snowflakes avoid it one after another, not daring to fall.

After seven days, the waist-high snow disappeared overnight.

In the scorching hot morning, it became humid and muggy again, and the long chirping of cicadas sounded in the woods.

After a long sigh, the dragon kowtowed three times, wiped the blood from his face, and pulled a white hair into a bun and held it in place with a branch.

After staring at him for a long time, he stood up, pursed his lips and smiled, turned around and resolutely left.

"The day my dragon madly returns to Tianyou City is the time when the Long family is destroyed!"

The oath resounded in the sky, sonorous and powerful, and was echoed by the roar of heavenly thunder.